I will butter my own toast thank you
It’s my toast. I know just how I like it
So I will butter it
This used to be my view,
My automatic response whenever someone offered their butter
Then I tasted his butter and I didn’t mind so much
It’s not quite how I butter my toast but it’s just as good.
Do I dare to say better?
It’s that slap you on the face, knock it out of the park, send your letter, steal your breath, sweep completely under your toes, burn your dinner, butter your toast kind of butter
And you know what?
He can butter my toast anytime
